I dunno , i feels want to puke at my own brain . 

I always just burried my dreams

I want to be fashion designer n entered school of design but economy make me burried it

I want to be a pathologist n ALMOST burried it..now im just at the edge of dying

I want to be a writer but now?

I want to puke all the not-so-real and fake-life that i created.

For how much people like my story... im not satisfy. 

Look at my writing style...

It just a force though.

But this is howww....

I run to ease the depression from my SO BORING LIFE

I feels like crying forever.

I never had a courage to end my story

Becuase no one had told me " Im a good writer " IN REAL LIFE

Because no one in my real life exactly knows that im actually WRITING THINGS

Because NO ONE come to comfort n embrace me

Even my own parents

Good freinds ?

They never be like one.

I feels like i just live , n carry on the track of life that is on the merge of dying

I dislike kpop

I love write more than kpop

EXO just character that can i imagine in my mind.

What is life 

People so sefish

Abandoned people by people

Im the victim

What the life